"Don't call me — ah?" Any other protesting she might have done on account of this being Luci's no-good weirdo boyfriend is quietly smashed away to a distant corner of her mind. She'd just been over there. Now she's here. Freezing, she keeps one clamped over the little jewel like a lifeline to all that was sane, and the other tightened around Ez's. Because that's the less insane option, right.

...

Wow, she is so done with this. "Fine, let's just get out of here!"